I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

But when he saw who it was, he was stunned.

The person who came was not the old senior with immortal appearance as she had imagined, but a handsome young man with a handsome face and elegant demeanor.

"Who are you?"

Ding Wanhua asked with a frown.

Yan Xiu shook his wrist to force him back, and said helplessly: "You fought like this just to see me, didn't you?"

She originally thought that the rumor that it was a little Taoist boy who defeated the Blood Demon Hand Yuan Tingjiang was nonsense, but when she actually saw it, she just felt a little confused.

For a moment, Ding Wanhua felt that she had been deceived, and her whole body exuded an aura as cold as ice.

"You ignorant youngster dare to pretend to be a senior, I think you are asking for a beating!"

After saying that, he shook the sword lightly, and the sword in his hand immediately turned into countless sword shadows that rushed towards Yan Xiu, crushing the falling maple leaves along the way.

Yan Xiu stood still, flicking his right index finger repeatedly, breaking the attacking sword shadows one by one.

The next second, Ding Wanhua felt her eyes blur and Yan Xiu appeared in front of her.

"So fast!"

When he looked down, he found that his sword had been put back into the sheath by Yan Xiu without him knowing.

She was shocked and angry, and wanted to draw her sword again, but Yan Xiu held her back.

Then he felt a pain in his chest and flew backwards. Blood splattered in the air like a line of arrow. After hitting the incense burner in the yard, he fainted.

Li Feng didn't have time to say anything to stop it, and he ran over in fear.

"Junior brother, is she okay..."

Yan Xiu rolled up his sleeves and chuckled, "Don't worry, you won't die."

Shi Wujie in the crowd watched this scene in silence, with something seeming to be brewing in his eyes.

Li Feng called a few female disciples to take her back to the side room to rest.

Not long after, he ran to the Hundred Medicinal Garden again, asked Shu Jianqing for a few healing pills, and fed them to her.

That night, Ding Wanhua woke up.

After learning that Yan Xiu showed mercy, she remained silent for a long time before she revealed the purpose of her visit to Fuzhen Temple.

It turned out that one of the three martial arts sects slaughtered by Yuan Tingjiang many years ago was her family.

If her mother hadn't held her down tightly, she would have died tragically.

After crawling out of the pile of dead bodies, Ding Wanhua swore to heaven that she would not be a human being if she didn't kill Yuan Tingjiang.

From then on, she traveled around the Yuan Dynasty, visiting famous teachers.

Fortunately, he was naturally intelligent and practiced hard for more than twenty years before he was able to reach the third level of cultivation. When he was about to seek revenge on Yuan Tingjiang, he learned that he was killed by the Qiantian Guards of the imperial court.

Suddenly, Ding Wanhua lost the meaning of living and spent her days in a daze.

It was not until some time ago that I heard that the Blood Demon Hand Yuan Tingjiang was not dead at all. After tracking him down, I learned that he had died in Fuzhen Temple.

Then he thought that if he could fight with the senior who killed Yuan Tingjiang, it would settle the cause and effect, so he went up the mountain.

"What the hell kind of logic is this?"

Yan Xiu on the cliff couldn't help but complain.

He shook his head, feeling a little amused.

The next moment, a line of words appeared in front of him.

[In the 15th year of Jianwu, Ding Wanhua, an orphan of Qingjian Sect, went up the mountain to fight you for karma. She was defeated by you, survived the disaster, and obtained rewards, magic, and the immortality curse]

This is a torturous magic method, which uses the true Qi as a curse to penetrate into the enemy's eight extraordinary meridians, causing the person to suffer excruciating pain, unable to live or die.

Yan Xiu didn't think much about it and quietly accepted the immortality curse.

Next time if some ignorant thief breaks in, you can use it to try it out.

Three days later, Ding Wanhua came to Yan Xiu's house.

"Thank you for showing mercy a few days ago. Now that my injuries have recovered, it's time for me to leave. I came here to say goodbye to you."

There was silence all around, and Yan Xiu did not intend to reply to her.

"After I go down the mountain, I will spread the story of my predecessors to the world to enhance the prestige of Fuzhen Temple."

After hearing this, Yan Xiu almost burst into curses. After all, I am your indirect benefactor, so why are you repaying my kindness with evil?

"Go down the mountain if you want, and don't tell anyone about me!"

Ding Wanhua raised her chin and said respectfully, "How can that be possible? It would be a pity if such deeds could not be passed down to the world."

No matter how much they persuaded her, Ding Wanhua refused to give up, which made Yan Xiu so angry that he wanted to use this guy to test the immortality curse he had just obtained.

The more Yan Xiu refused, the more majestic his image became in Ding Wanhua's heart.

This is the style of our generation, wholeheartedly pursuing the ultimate in martial arts, not seeking fame, and being indifferent to the world.

Finally, Yan Xiu sighed helplessly and said unhappily, "Forget it, do whatever you want."

Ding Wanhua smiled when she heard this, bowed and said goodbye before going down the mountain.

In just half a month, the long-silent world of martial arts became like a calm water surface with a stone thrown into it, causing ripples.

It turns out that the mysterious senior who killed the Blood Demon Hand Yuan Tingjiang with two moves was actually a Taoist priest in Fuzhen Temple who was only fifteen years old and had reached the highest level of cultivation!

This news was like a strong wind sweeping away dark clouds, spreading in all directions with Daming Prefecture as its center.

Suddenly, some curious people began to fabricate stories about Yan Xiu's spiritual practice, and all kinds of stories that made people exclaim, "So that's the reason!" popped up like mushrooms after a rain.

For a time, the name of Yan Xiu of Fuzhen Temple began to spread in the world.

...

In the 16th year of Jianwu, the winter snow melted and spring arrived.

The Fuzhen Temple was crowded with people, and countless people came here to admire its reputation. Among them were many martial artists who wanted to become disciples and learn martial arts, and there were also wealthy businessmen who spent huge sums of money to send their children to the temple to practice.

To be able to teach a martial artist as powerful as Yan Xiu, his master must also be a peerless master. This level of excitement has not been seen in Fuzhen Temple for many years.

Yan Xiu was still sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the lively scene in the temple.

"Junior Brother Yan, I heard that your name is ranked third on the Jianghu Hidden Dragon List. This time you are really the most popular. I'm afraid that all the disciples in our temple combined cannot compare to you alone."

Li Feng, who was sitting on a bamboo chair nearby, crossed his legs, took a sip of liquor and said with a smile.

The Hidden Dragon List is a list in the martial arts world that collects warriors under the age of eighteen. It will make a ranking based on age, cultivation level, and record against enemies, etc.

Although Yan Xiu was able to kill Yuan Tingjiang on his horse, he was unknown before and no one had ever heard of him.

It is only because of Blood Demon Hand Yuan Tingjiang's notoriety that he is ranked third.

Yan Xiu didn't care about these false reputations. As long as he wanted, it would be easy for him to get the first place.

As Fuzhen Temple became more and more popular, Li Feng became increasingly busy receiving visitors from all sides, and his cultivation naturally fell behind. Now, among the five disciples, his cultivation level is the lowest.

Thinking that all this was caused by me, I felt a little guilty.

Yan Xiu made a move casually, and a bottle of elixir floated out from the house and fell steadily into his hands.

Li Feng's eyes widened immediately, and he asked excitedly: "Junior brother, what kind of skill is this that can capture objects from a distance?"

Yan Xiu smiled, put the Pei Yuan Dan in his hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work during this period, Senior Brother. This bottle of Pei Yuan Dan was given to you by Second Senior Sister. It can help you improve your cultivation."

After hearing this, Li Feng didn't want to investigate further. He just held the Peiyuan Pill in his hand and laughed, unable to let it go.

Today, under the guidance of Yan Xiu, Shu Jianqing's alchemy skills have made great progress. Peiyuan Pills have been gradually put into mass production and distributed to disciples in the temple for their practice.

While the two were talking, a Taoist child ran up hurriedly, gasping for breath.

"Second Brother, First Brother...First Brother, he, he has gone down the mountain!"

The two were not surprised. There were no restrictions in Fuzhen Temple nowadays. As long as the disciples wanted to, they could go down the mountain at will.

When the Taoist boy saw that they had misunderstood his meaning, he changed his words and said, "No, it was the eldest brother who ran away!"

...

...

Taoist Mingxu held a letter in his hand with a lost look on his face.

Many disciples gathered in the hall, and they were all silent.

The usually taciturn Third Senior Brother spoke up, lowering his voice and saying, "Master, I'll go find him and bring him back."

Taoist Mingxu raised his hand to stop him and shook his head.

He had always been observing Shi Wujie's changes, and originally thought that he had become depressed because of the Yuan Tingjiang incident, until Yan Xiu's fame rose, and then he realized it.

"I still underestimated his competitive spirit..."

Taoist Mingxu looked around at all the disciples, and finally set his gaze on Yan Xiu and said.

"Yan Xiu, are you willing to take on the role of the eldest senior brother?"